[That's all he's gonna say on the matter. Trusting Yuji to not overexert himself. But since he's only got one arm now and Yuji's other one's in a sling...
Bakugo picks up a shrimp sashimi piece with the chopsticks and holds it to Yuji's mouth.]
You don't have Godzilla in your world? ["Expect" is a weird word, since they know they're dealing with kaiju.] Those bastards came from the sea. These things came from the woods. Either they're being drawn towards us or something is sending them.
[Ironic as that is, Bakugo's come to realize those old movies are actually relevant in this place. Should he tell Yuji about the Godzilla hero in his world? ... It's so fucking derpy.
Might be more fun than the wondering going on.]
I wanted to blame it on food, but... Anyways, your swords didn't break, did they?
[If Yuji's going to try and use his sling-bound arm to reach for the food, he's gonna get snarled at... and his other one's still holding Bakugo's, though since they're in contact now, he could do any further healing through that touch instead.
Up to him. The blombe's offering to feed him otherwise.]
[Bakugo figures out what he's trying to do, but is too responsible to let Yuji dick with his arm to encourage it. Instead... he shifts so Yuji can get closer to hm, then puts his own arms around the sorcerer.
There. He finds Yuji's hand after getting the bento settled again.]
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They're working properly, so it's not pushing myself at all. I've barely moved.
[ Come now, he can handle this! Shaking his head, he wiggles to make himself more comfortable. ]
None of my swords were effective either. I didn't expect anything like this after the whale ones.
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[That's all he's gonna say on the matter. Trusting Yuji to not overexert himself. But since he's only got one arm now and Yuji's other one's in a sling...
Bakugo picks up a shrimp sashimi piece with the chopsticks and holds it to Yuji's mouth.]
You don't have Godzilla in your world? ["Expect" is a weird word, since they know they're dealing with kaiju.] Those bastards came from the sea. These things came from the woods. Either they're being drawn towards us or something is sending them.
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[ Yuji shakes his head, thoughtful. Is it their presence that causes the Kaiju to come? Or would they come either way?
Things to think about when his brain is less rattled. ]
There might be some kind of big, alpha kaiju or something, huh.
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[Ironic as that is, Bakugo's come to realize those old movies are actually relevant in this place. Should he tell Yuji about the Godzilla hero in his world? ... It's so fucking derpy.
Might be more fun than the wondering going on.]
I wanted to blame it on food, but... Anyways, your swords didn't break, did they?
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[ Yuji is in awe at the idea. A real godzilla... So cool...
Shaking his head, he squeezes Bakugo's hand. ]
No, they're all fine, just not really effective.
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[They had a giant ass orca and now reptiles, so...
Bakugo picks up a piece of tamagoyaki. Eat it. It's why you called him.
The hand squeeze gets returned, thumb wandering some knuckles.]
Che. Not this time. Fuck knows what the next ones will be.
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[ He's sure of that, even as he sinks against Bakugo and reaches out with his free hand, ready to take the tamagoyaki and eat it like that. ]
I'll be more careful. I have to be.
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Up to him. The blombe's offering to feed him otherwise.]
You've gotten better at that.
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Mm. I need to get home for sure this time.
[ He leans a little harder into Bakugo. ]
And I want to protect the people that matter to me.
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We all need to get home.
[Bakugo frowns at the press and comment... before leaning over to rest his mouth against the side of Yuji's head.]
I know you will. You're strong.
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He's safe here, isn't he? Wounded as they both are... If the geckos found them... They'd be safe. ]
Thanks, dandelion. I... Mm.
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But if they showed up, yeah, he'd paint the damn parking lot with their bodies before letting them go for the others. Wounds be damned.]
Hm?
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[ He never had many friends, other than Megumi and Kugisaki, and his senpais maybe, so...
Bakugo is special to him. ]
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[But there's a quietness in his gruff voice that belies underlying feelings.
A returned sentiment.]
M'glad you're all right.
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[ Yuji shifts awkwardly, as if he could get his arms around Bakugo for a hug, but with his damaged one as it is and their hand holding...
He gives up, and slumps into him more in exchange. ]
You're sappy too. It's okay.
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There. He finds Yuji's hand after getting the bento settled again.]
Like hell I am.
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[ Nice, perfect. Yuji has always been an affectionate kind of guy, so this comes to him naturally, sliding closer with a soft hum. ]
I won't tell anyone.
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[Grump. But he's still minding the bento and Yuji's injuries. Bakugo's affection is extremely rare, but he's not immune to it.]
You better not.
[Hey look. No denial.]
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He's testing the limits. ]
Aah.
[ Feed him! ]
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No, he doesn't. Might another time.
This one's a faux sushi roll made out of hollowed cucumber and filled with tuna mix.
Pops it in.]
This guy in my class has a bird head.
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[ Yuji forgets to chew for a moment before he bites and then swallows, tilting his head up. ]
Why are you saying that all of a sudden?!
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You reminded me of a bird wanting food.
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Then tilting his head, blink. ]
... So you're the mom?
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Eat this.
[Pomph!]
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He's pouting now. ]
I take it back. You're not a sap.
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